Against All Odds

Against all odds, hopin' my thug motherfuckers know
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital took five like me

Last words to a bitch nigga, "Why you lie?"
Heard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me up
Since you lie you die, goodbye

Now you wanna live my life, so what's the answer NaS?
Touch one of mine on everything I own
Listen while I take you back and lace this rap
Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
Fuck the rap game, nigga this M O B
You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
Load em up against the wall, close his eyes

You touch me I'm at you, I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot

This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
All you old rappers trying to advance
He did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ride 'em for that
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me
I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you
Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
All out warfare, eye for eye
Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
Next time grown folks talk, nigga close your mouth
To the truest shit I ever spoke
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Let it be known this is how you made me
I go against all odds, I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know
Against all odds, I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know
Against all odds
Against all odds, hopin' my true motherfuckers know
To the truest shit I ever spoke

Representin' to the fullest bein' soldiers with military minds
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed
It's all over now, take it like a man

Peep me, I take this war shit deeply

Against all odds
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed
Tryin' to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick
Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play that
Against all odds, I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
We shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closet
Niggas lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
What would you do if you was me nigga
You living fantasies, nigga I reject your deposit
Lovin' how I got you niggas crazy
To the truest shit I ever spoke

I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga

One love to my true thug niggas
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed
that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute
Knew he was workin' for the feds, same crime, different trials
To the truest shit I ever spoke
All my runin's with authorities, felonious capers

Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty

Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck
This little nigga named NaS thinks he live like me

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
But you and I know what's going on
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed
I know you bitch niggas is listenin', The World Is Mine
Jewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashing
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin' the dead
And that nigga that was down for me, restin' dead
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
Against all odds, I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know
Puffy gettin' robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact
I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
I salute you my niggas, stay strong
Puffy let's be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Hey NaS, your whole damn style is bitten
Lord listen to me
To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin' for you
Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up

God don't like ugly, "It was written"
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein' a thug
Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Nigga, picture what he said and did I mention
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front

You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers

Hell no, I ain't forgot nigga, I just remember what you told me
So believe me we enemies
This be the realest shit I ever wrote